The shadowy figures, their forms now more defined in the flickering light of Kevin's energy blasts, lunged at them with surprising speed. They were gaunt, spectral, and emanated a chilling aura that seemed to drain the warmth from the air. Kevin recognized the symbols tattooed on their foreheads – the coiled serpent, a mark associated with a forgotten cult that worshipped primordial darkness.“Serpent’s Hand,” Lily hissed, deflecting a blow from a spectral blade. “I thought they were wiped out centuries ago.”Kevin hurled a concentrated blast of red energy, incinerating one of the figures. “Apparently not. Focus on Sterling, I’ll keep